Open wide, or close up tight?
When it comes to borders, that’s a question that divides countries, states and even families. It’s a question that might seem answerable with one word, either way, but it’s really not. Like everything these days, it’s complicated and contentious.
And then, there are the exceptions…
In the new book “In the Shadow of Freedom” by Tchicaya Missamou with Travis Sentell, you’ll read the story of one immigrant and his journey to the U.S., starting with his childhood.
It was an idyllic growing-up: as a boy, Missamou had little to do than play with his friends in the grasslands surrounding his home in Brazzaville, Congo. Naked and barefoot, “Tchic” and his friends practiced hunting, fighting and other little boy games that children play when they have the freedom. He also made a mundelé (White) friend, which was a rarity because Congolese natives were expected to be deferential to Whites.
At eight years old, he met his father for the first time, just before he was told by one of his 15 siblings that he was at their father’s house to go to school. He quickly became the “favored son” and was privy to his father’s business dealings.
Civil war broke out in Brazzaville when Missamou was barely a teenager. One day after school, soldiers gave guns to him and his friends, and instructed them to bar other ethnic groups from the area. After the war was over and much blood had been shed, Missamou and his friends were expected to return to being just boys.
But the journey had been set: at 16, and on the wishes of his father, Missamou took the entry test for the gendarmerie.
After graduating from boot-camp-like training, Missamou started working for local mundelé, while civil unrest brewed around the city. When soldiers discovered his side job, they accused Missamou of being a traitor and they tried to kill his family.
“…I saw [things] that no man should ever have to see,” said Missamou.
The only escape was to flee, but plane tickets were expensive and leaving the Congo was illegal. It took an unbelievable act of courage and love to save Missamou’s life.
And that, believe it or not, is only half the true story.
I loved this book. I loved its elegance and courage, I loved its humility and strength, and I loved the triumphant closure the authors hand their readers.
“Freedom” sings with joy and howls with pain. It contains humor, terror and guts. And if you want a book you won’t soon forget, close your hands tight around this one.
(“In the Shadow of Freedom” by Tchicaya Missamou with Travis Sentell, Atria, $15, 387 pages.)